Esther nodded and escaped to the bedroom, leaning against the timber once she’d closed the door. If Elvera left at nine, she’d have less than three hours to learn all she could and escape before she returned. That should be more than enough time. Especially since she knew the password to the room upstairs. A shudder went through her. Why couldn’t Elvera have had a bedroom downstairs? It wasn’t like she needed both a library and a drawing room. One of them could have been used as a bedroom.
Pushing away from the door, Esther collected the phone and cross, slipping the leather cord over her head before gathering comfortable clothes. Her clothes, not ones bought for her by Norman. She’d just finished changing and slipping the phones into pockets, when her phone vibrated. It was a message fro
